my kidnapper friend

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someone tried to kidnap me in the zoo. it was probably because i had blond hair. no one has blond hair in this country. the man smiled at me and said he wanted to take a picture of me. then he grabbed me by the waist and started walking hurriedly. luckily one of my teachers was there and screamed at him to let me go. he smiled as if embarrassed and put me back on the ground. the other kids from my class came running in and made a circle around me to protect me. they thought it was funny. i thought it was funny. the gravity of the thing didn’t really hit me until i came back home. he could have raped and killed me if he had his way. who knows what would’ve happened? i told mum and dad and they were shocked. they banned me from going on any more school trips for the rest of the year as if it was my fault. i asked them why should i be punished but they told me it was better to be safe. i cried and went to my room. i wish i had never told them. now i can’t go to the zoo anymore with my friends. zoo is like my favourite place because you get to see all the different animals. i told my friends i couldn’t go to the zoo anymore and they couldn’t understand why. i told them what mum and dad said: that it was better to be safe. they still couldn’t understand. the next day when i went to school everyone looked at me differently. even the teachers treated me differently. they were all nice to me and checking in to see if i was okay. even the girls for the first time went up to me and started speaking to me. they thought it was cool i was almost kidnapped. i played the part and told them i could have died if he had caught me. they said wow and told me i was brave. i felt good. my friends at breaktime let me make all the decisions: they let me pick the teams and decide what to play. if anyone objected they said i was almost kidnapped yesterday so i get to choose. that shut them up. by the end of the day the teacher that saved me asked me how i was doing. i told her i was doing well and i thanked her. she smiled. when i got home i thought this whole kidnapping thing isn’t so bad. okay i don’t get to go on school trips anymore but everyone is being super nice to me. even the girls are speaking to me now. i looked back at yesterday and remembered how my friends had encircled me to protect me. i know it was just for fun but i still liked how they were all protecting me. mum asked me how i was doing and i told her i was fine. she told me that if i was not feeling fine i could talk to someone and that it was okay and that i should not be ashamed if i get scared. i told her i didn’t need to speak to someone because i was fine. she looked at me strangely and said okay. she then asked me what i wanted to have for dinner and she could make something special. i told her whatever she was making was fine by me and i would eat it anyways. she kept looking at me strangely as i went up to my room. why was everyone asking me if i was okay? i didn’t get kidnapped did i? i played some lego until dad came home from work. he asked me if i wanted to take a walk with him for a bit which was strange because he never asked me to do that before. i said sure and we went outside. it was getting dark and the sun was setting. we were walking around the park when dad told me: ‘you know if you wanna change school or move back home, i understand…’. i told him why would i wanna move back to France? he said nothing. when we got back home mum had made some french fries and chicken nuggets and a cake. it was as if it was my birthday. as i ate mum and dad kept looking at me strangely. dad told mum: ‘he probably doesn’t understand…’. i didn’t know what that meant but i kept eating. i was scared that if i asked mum and dad would get angry with me. everyone was being nice to me; i didn’t wanna break that spell. the next day when i got to school everyone was calling me ‘kidnapped boy’. i liked it because it gave me an identity. however not everyone was paying attention to me like yesterday. the girls weren’t speaking to me anymore. the teachers were treating me just like any other student again. i wasn’t the special kid anymore. however my friends were still super excited about my event and said that we should go back to that spot in the zoo to see if the guy is still there. i said yes because i liked the way they were all excited about it. we all agreed to meet after school outside the front gates. there we would walk to the zoo. i would have to miss my school bus home but i knew how to walk back from the zoo. when the classes ended and the bell rang i looked at my friend Yohann and smiled. he smiled too because he knew it was time to go. we put our books in our bags and ran outside towards the front gates. when we arrived the others were already waiting for us. they screamed when they saw us come. we all started walking to the zoo. it was a very hot day: the sun was shining on us and glaring down at us. we were all sweating so we took our school blazers off and wore only our shirts underneath. we were walking fast and talking the whole way through. Alex was saying how if we see the guy we should punch him and kick him then run away. Mason was saying how instead we should ask him why he tried to kidnap me. was he gonna rape and murder me like on television? no one asked me for my opinion though. even though we were walking fast and talking wildly we were still careful when we crossed the roads. we waited until there were no more cars and it was safe to walk and we looked both sides before crossing just like our parents had taught us. just before we entered the zoo Alex stopped us and showed us a knife from his bag. he said it was just a precaution. Yohann asked him where he had gotten it and he said from the kitchen. it was quite big and shiny and i don’t think it was made to stab people. once we entered the zoo all my friends went around me in a circle so that i was in the middle again. they looked around and stayed close to me so that i could not be kidnapped again. i smiled inside. i was happy that so many people cared about me. i also felt important like a movie star with all his bodyguards. once we reached the spot no one was there. we waited for twenty minutes and still the guy didn’t come. i was getting kind of sad and wanted the guy to come so the others would be excited again. i could tell they wanted him to come too. at some point Mason saw a police line and a police officer behind the back. Alex went up to him and asked him what happened because he was the only one who could speak Taiwanese. the police officer told him that someone had been arrested here and that we should go back to our parents. after another twenty minutes we decided to leave. it was already getting dark and the zoo would close soon. we were all disappointed that the guy hadn’t come but we all promised to try again tomorrow. on my way back home i walked with Yohann for a bit and before we separated he called me ‘kidnapped boy’ again. i smiled and walked the whole way back with happiness. when i got back home however mum and dad were waiting for me and said they had gotten a call from Mason’s mother that we had all gone to the zoo. they shouted at me and said i couldn’t see my friends anymore and every day after school i had to go straight home. i started to cry and then mum calmed down a bit and asked me why i wanted to go to the zoo again. i said because i wanted to see the guy and ask him why he wanted to kidnap me. i then told her it made me feel good to see all my friends excited and protective over me. she grounded me to my room and said she would speak to me later. dad was still at the back with his hands over his head. i could tell he was still angry. when i went to my room i cried some more. i thought it was unfair that i was being punished when i didn’t do anything wrong. i then heard a knock on the door and mum came in. she was much more relaxed and i knew she was gonna be more kind to me. i was happy it wasn’t dad because he wasn’t as gentle with me and sometimes he would scream when he got annoyed and i would cry. i remember one time he tried to teach me algebra but i didn’t learn nothing because i was crying the whole time. algebra is hard anyways. my mother sat me down and said that they had been extremely worried while i was gone and feared i might’ve gotten kidnapped again and they thought about calling the cops until Mason’s mother had called. i told her sorry because i really was sorry. she said it was okay but that i should never do something like that ever again without telling her beforehand. i said okay. she then told me i should speak to dad later on because he was still upset. she said he wants to move us back to France but she is trying to convince him otherwise. i screamed and said i wanted to stay here but she said he is just worried about your safety and she will speak to him. then she gave me a long hug and i cried in her arms and this made me feel a bit better. when she left i stayed in my room shocked. i couldn’t play lego because i was too worried we would have to move so i just sat there doing nothing. it was raining outside and the rain was hitting the window. this made me feel snug and cosy and made me forget everything for a while. then i got a message from Yohann on my phone saying: ‘hey, are you grounded too?’. i told him yes and that i might leave the country soon. he asked me why and i said i don’t know. then he said he was sad and i said me too. mum came in and said i should apologise to dad now. i got out of the room towards the living room and i was still a bit scared he would shout at me. i told him in a weak voice i was sorry and then he asked me why which surprised me a bit. i panicked inside. i was scared to get the wrong answer and then he would make me move and i would have to leave my friends. after a few seconds i told him i was sorry because i had left without asking your permission and i should tell you everything beforehand. he smiled and said ‘good’. then i asked him if we would still have to leave the country and he said: ‘i’m still thinking about it’. then i told him not all Taiwanese were like him and maybe he just wanted to take a picture of me like the others but wanted to bring me somewhere to do it. dad raised his hand which meant i had to shut up now. he didn’t want to listen to me. then he sent me back to my room. when i got back to my room i started to become angry and started to hate the guy who tried to kidnap me. for the first time i wished it had never happened not because it was bad or i was scared for my safety but because now there was a chance i was gonna move back to France because of him. i punched my pillow pretending it was his face and inside i called him a ‘villain’. he was not my friend anymore.


Submitted: January 27, 2021

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